Gu Xia and Gao Han disembarked from the plane and took a water route directly to the fishing boat that was arranged by their contact—the boat was quite worn and wouldn't arouse suspicion.
Given that it was early morning, the timing seemed reasonable.
The owner of the boat was a local fisherman who didn't speak much English, so he didn't communicate much with Gu Xia and Gao Han.
They temporarily rested in a small cabin inside the fishing boat.
Gao Han took a can of meat from his bag and handed it to Gu Xia, "Eat something simple, okay? Once we reach the island, we have to dive in, and if we're weak, we won't make it across."
Gu Xia accepted it with a smile and opened it directly, taking a taste.
"Mmm, delicious. I didn't expect someone like you to be so thoughtful."
Seeing Gu Xia eat with such relish, Gao Han's gaze turned deep.
"You just ate it directly? Aren't you worried I might have tampered with it?"
